Behind the red door in American skin
There is a murder of roses
In the midnight hiss come cover me there
Where I am electric nothing

Out on the tide strangers are drowning by
Under eclipse I wait for your kiss
With the beating of all of these idiot hearts

No more evil now, no horror sound,
No maniac song from a tyrant
And the surfer king will show me everything
In the great green flash of the evening

Out on the tide, strangers, we ride
Smoke in our eyes
Under eclipse I wait for your kiss
With the beating of all of these idiot hearts


Lyrics submitted by NorthWriter

Surfer King song meanings
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